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tvk2012-06-10 07:19 pm
ex_cashcow493) wrote in tvk2012-06-10 07:19 pm
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[ It was a nice dream this time, Saber can admit as she finds herself shifting in her sleep. Instead of the soft blades of grass tickling her bare skin though, she found sand scratching at her. That was enough to force alert, eyelids snapping open as she stares into the murky darkness that comes with opening your eyes for the first time in a very long period. The unmistakable sound of waves crashing down on the ocean nearby brought her to an alerted state that she was in danger once more, so she acts with the natural instinct that comes to her. A sword laying nearby was more convenience than she needed, even moreso when she feels the weight of it in her hand, shaking it free of the moist clumps of dirt that cling to it.
The fresh scent of the ocean mingles with the familiar toxins of the city before her. So it has come to this, has it? Either her apprentice has left and this place found it kind enough to tell her or it was simply messing with her as it always does. Regardless of the circumstances, she needed to prepare for the Dark Hour. Let them come for she needs to have the weight lifted from her shoulders in the way that only battle can do. ]
☙AUDIO❧
[ Sometime after the Dark Hour passes, when she's found a place to hide herself from any potential snipers and enemies, she'll pull out the phone given to her by this place. It looks different, but it's kept all of her messages from before. Convenient really, as she takes a bit more time to listen to the messages a certain knight had left her during the troublesome week she had before. After she's hesitated for as long as she can, she brings herself to make a public call. ]
For those who have just begun to miss me, it seems that fate has decided to return me to this hellish prison. [ If anything, she sounds more amused than anything. ] It also seems that the numbers here have diminished greatly. Well, that is a shame, but there are many warriors still in this special populace of the city.
I am Saber, although many have taken to calling me Arturia Pendragon in this day and age. [ Yes, the real King Arthur. As much as she would like to add that on, it seems like an unnecessary attachment to her introduction already. ] Who among my allies still remain? [ Heh. ] And who among my enemies are brave enough to speak when addressed to?
[ That seems to be the end of her message, but she holds open the line for a little longer, as though hesitating to ask another question. Eventually though, she cuts it once the silence becomes too much. ]
The fresh scent of the ocean mingles with the familiar toxins of the city before her. So it has come to this, has it? Either her apprentice has left and this place found it kind enough to tell her or it was simply messing with her as it always does. Regardless of the circumstances, she needed to prepare for the Dark Hour. Let them come for she needs to have the weight lifted from her shoulders in the way that only battle can do. ]
☙AUDIO❧
[ Sometime after the Dark Hour passes, when she's found a place to hide herself from any potential snipers and enemies, she'll pull out the phone given to her by this place. It looks different, but it's kept all of her messages from before. Convenient really, as she takes a bit more time to listen to the messages a certain knight had left her during the troublesome week she had before. After she's hesitated for as long as she can, she brings herself to make a public call. ]
For those who have just begun to miss me, it seems that fate has decided to return me to this hellish prison. [ If anything, she sounds more amused than anything. ] It also seems that the numbers here have diminished greatly. Well, that is a shame, but there are many warriors still in this special populace of the city.
I am Saber, although many have taken to calling me Arturia Pendragon in this day and age. [ Yes, the real King Arthur. As much as she would like to add that on, it seems like an unnecessary attachment to her introduction already. ] Who among my allies still remain? [ Heh. ] And who among my enemies are brave enough to speak when addressed to?
[ That seems to be the end of her message, but she holds open the line for a little longer, as though hesitating to ask another question. Eventually though, she cuts it once the silence becomes too much. ]
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